Chell's Thoughts

“He did what?” Dean questioned, standing to his feet. 

(Y/N) wiped her watering eyes, “H-He broke up with me. He said I w-wasn’t good enough for him.” 

Dean pursed his lips and took a glance at Sam before the both of them walked outside to the car, opening the trunk. 

“What are you guys doing?” (Y/N) exclaimed, chasing after them. 

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester

Word Count: 1,153

Warnings: sub!dean, fluff

Request: Sub!Dean please?? Not smut necessarily, implied is fine, idk, something fluffy ??

Summary: Dean loves to be reminded how much of a good boy he is.

Author’s Note: I have never written a sub!dean before so I hope this is good without smut. This is unbeta’d and any and all mistakes are all on me.

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“Fuck,” Dean muttered as he ripped the paper from his notebook before crumbling it up. He looked at the trashcan less than 20 feet from where he sat and debated whether or not he could make it into the trash without getting up. Peeking at you and his brother, he grinned before taking the risk, throwing the wadded ball to the basket. However, the paper missed the basket by a few inches and landed on the ground with a soft thud.

Looking up from your laptop, you saw Dean casually look down as if he didn’t make the mess. This is the third time in a row he has tried to make it into the trash, but like this one, he missed. Dean tried to pass it off as not a big deal, but you hated trash lying around. You were the only reason why your shared room was so neat and tidy. There was nothing out of place, and you knew where everything was.

A/N: I love this so much, like I’m making my own heart ache a little here, damn. Thankyou so much to @a-smol-badger for the request that I never would have thought up on my own atm. That’s all I got to say honestly. 

Request: Is there a possibility you could write an imagine where y/n is an art student and her latest class assignment is human figure and she wants to draw jug and he gets scared and self conscious that he has to be shirtless but y/n assures him he is perf

Word Count: 1,882

Warnings: boi has body confidence issues for a hot second, that’s it.

requested- yup, but i lost the actual request soo

summary- reader gets hurt and needs some comforting from her boyfriend

pairing- jughead jones x reader

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Characters: Jughead Jones

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon: “Jughead Jones: “you’re insane but you might also be brilliant.”

Word Count: 513

Author: Hannah

So, as an asexual person myself, I’ve decided to give some reminders for all you lovely ace people.

You are valid

You are real

You are a part of the LGBT community

You can have a fulfilling relationship without sex

If you feel like you aren’t fulfilling your partner because you don’t have sex, you are wrong, your partner would not be with you if they didn’t feel fulfilled

Although, if your partner claims they aren’t fulfilled because you aren’t having sex with them, dump their ass and find someone who respects you

You can be ace no matter your age, gender, race, etc.

IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX

IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX

IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX

You do not have to be aromantic to be ace (I’m a biromantic ace myself)

However, aro-ace people are just as valid

You are not obligated to explain the nuances of your asexuality to anyone unless you’re planning to have sex with them

TW - SEXUAL ASSAULT

Having been assaulted is not always why you’re asexual, but sometimes, having been assaulted is why you’re asexual. Both are valid. (change made here because what I wrote earlier wasn’t phrased well)

TW OVER

You are not “broken”

You are not a “prude”

Demisexuals, Greysexuals, Cupiosexuals, and anyone else on the ace spectrum are also valid

But, most of all

You are loved

A/N: Thank you anon, for this request. I hope this is what you were looking for! :)

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It was the middle of summer. School was finished until the Autumn came, so you had plenty of free time on your hands. You had spent most of your days thus far relaxing, eating junk food, chilling at Pop’s with your friends and enjoying the sunshine. However, as the weeks stretched on, you were beginning to feel restless.

As it was another sunny day, you decided you needed to get out of Riverdale and have some fun. You had called your boyfriend, Jughead, and persuaded him to go somewhere with you. Normally, Jughead was a bit of a recluse and was not known for enjoying the sunshine or going to busy places. This didn’t matter though as you knew that he could not say no to you.

After a little begging, Jughead had agreed to take you to a shopping mall a few towns over from Riverdale.

You spent the afternoon wandering the town before heading into the shopping mall. It was a lot bigger than anything you had back home with a much wider variety of shops.

Jughead slid his arm around your waist as you walked. He had reached for you to feel comforted in the crowded mall, but part of you felt like it was a statement to the onlookers. He was making sure everyone knew that you were taken. You moved closer to him, smiling up at his adoring gaze.

After browsing several shops, you spotted one that you really wanted to go into. You took hold of Jughead’s hand and pulled him towards the shop you’d made a target.

“Where are we going?” Jughead asked softly laughing at your eagerness.

You grinned at him and said nothing. Jughead’s eyes scanned the area, flicking quickly between shops as he tried to guess where you were headed. Finally, he caught sight of the neon pink sign. He let out a gasp and stopped walking.

“Y/N, we are not going in there!” he exclaimed, digging his heels into the floor.

You giggled, turning to face him. “Where, Jug?” you asked trying your best to give him an innocent smile.

“Victoria’s Secret,” he replied in a hushed voice.

“You want to go into Victoria’s Secret?” you asked loudly.

Jughead’s cheeks flushed red as he scrambled to shush you. He looked around desperately checking that no one was paying attention to the two of you. “No, we’re not going in there,” he replied in a whisper.

You couldn’t help but laugh at how flustered your normally calm and collected boyfriend was. “Please, Jug,” you asked, smiling sweetly.

He shook his head, still blushing.

You pouted and fluttered your eyelashes at him. “Pleeeease?”.

Jughead let out a sigh. “Do we have to?” he asked softly.

“Yes!” you answered excitedly. You grabbed his hand again and pulled him towards the store. “Come on, Jug. You can pick out something for me to model for you,” you said giggling.

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Manages to write maybe ten lines …

*Me at 2 o’clock in the morning*

Interview with Cole Sprouse during Season 2 of Riverdale